Sex Shop Fuck Bunny, part 2

This story is entirely from my imagination, based in a world without STDs.
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Copyright LJ 2003

So I'd just been distracted from giving my first blow-job by a couple
of customers. My cock was rock hard and I could still taste Simon's
pre-cum on my tongue. The shop is at the bottom of a couple of
stories of stair, and by the time the door swung open we were both
back to where we had been standing a few minutes before, the video
off.

Two men walked in, both about my height and welt built, one with
blonde hair, one dark. Simon obviously knew them.

"Ah, fuck it!" he exclaimed. "If I'd known it was only you
guys. . . "

"What?" the blonde replied.

Simon went on to explain what had happened, I just stood there bright
red, extremely embarrassed. He was talking about how he'd missed a
virgin's blowjob because of the stupid one-way glass and poor quality
CCTV. It was as if I wasn't there. . .

"Well, he's still here" said the dark haired man, introducing
himself as Hugh. Simon winked at me, and started the tape again. I
was mortified, I'd been seconds away from sucking on another man's
penis like some woman and now it had all been discussed in front of me
like I was a cheap whore. But rather than storm out, for some reason
I stayed. I was still horny, and now the video had started again my
dick was as hard as it'd been before we were interrupted.

Simon walked round and bolted the door shut, then changed the sign to
"closed.". "I'm not going to get disturbed this time" he said
with a huge grin. I had watched him the whole way, and when he walked
back towards me as well. He'd been undoing the catches on his
trousers as he did, and when he stopped just in front of me, he let
them fall. I could see his meat again, straining to escape and the
slight dampness of pre-cum.

As I staring down, I felt his hand on my neck, and I looked up just as
he thrust his tongue between my lips. None of my fantasies have ever
involved kissing before, only ever fucking. I tried to pull my head
away but I couldn't and he kept probing my mouth with his tongue. Now
he took his left hand and grasped me by the right wrist, drawing my
hand down to his member. I could feel how firm it was, and quickly
began wanking it as if it were my own. I'd given up all resistance
now, I was being fucked, someone was being rough and forceful with me
like I'd always wanted.

Simon let go of me for a second, and our mouths parted. From behind
me I could hear the two sets of sounds. I turned round to look, and
one was the video, the other was Hugh and his friend. Both were
completely naked, Hugh was standing watching the screen as the dark
haired man, called Phil I later learned, was giving him an expert
blowjob. I'd never actually seen it for real before, two men that is,
only in porn. I would have watched for longer if Simon hadn't
demanded me back again. Pushing down on my shoulders, I turned back
to face him and saw he was naked as well. His cut 8 inches standing hard,
pointing up straight at my face. As he increased the pressure, I knew
what he wanted, his virgin's blowjob. . .

I did as I was told, and knelt down again. Smelling the musky aroma
centimetres from my face, I began to open my mouth. I held him with
my right hand, slowly pulling, and cupped his balls with my left. I
was so nervous, would I do a good [blow]job , what did I actually do?
What would the cock itself taste like, rather than just cum like I'd
had before? I was too slow for Simon, and my head was forced forward.
His cock was rammed into my mouth, and I just about gagged. He
squeezed my head and yanked it back and forth as I tried to keep my
lips round his shaft and suck. Initially, it wasn't anything like I
had expected. Partly because the vibrator had been been very
different from a real dick but mainly because I had no control. My
face was being fucked and it was much more frantic. Just as I was
getting the hang of it, even able to use my tongue, it was pulled out.
Simon was still holding me, and he began to swing his hips, slapping
my face with his cock.

"You like that, you whore, don't you?"

I didn't reply, I just kept my mouth open, making a hollow sound as
his dick smacked my cheek. "You little fuck bunny, you want to be
had, you want to taste my cum." This time I nodded. This was what I
had been missing, this feeling of being used. I wanted to provide as
much pleasure as possible. I grabbed at his swinging dick and began
wanking him furiously as I took his helmet in my mouth. I french
kissed it like a giant tongue and was rewarded with sticky pre-cum to
clean off. Simon was obviously enjoying that, but still wanted more
and began pounding my face again. I concentrated my fingers on
stroking his balls and tried my hardest not to gag on his cock. I
could feel it twitching in my mouth, and leaving pre-cum on my cheeks
and throat.

"First. . . time. . . gotta. . .be. . .facial" groaned Simon and
pulled out. I saw his dick, shiny with my saliva, pulse and then a
stream of cum hit me between my eyes. It was warm and sticky, just
like my own had felt on my legs and stomach, but this time I was even
more aroused. I made sure I caught the second spurt on my tongue,
holding my mouth open in case there was anymore. Simon twitched a few
more times, and a little more semen landing on my cheek.

"You like my cum, fuck bunny" he said. I nodded quickly again.

"Let me see you eat it"

So I did, I swallowed what was in my mouth and wiped the rest onto my
fingers and sucked it off. I wanted more, Simon's dick had started to
go soft again, but I quickly took it back into my mouth and sucked
hard to clean it. Running my tongue around the edge of the head I
teased the rest out.

"Not bad first attempt" he said "I think Phil and Hugh would like a
bit of that" He grinned, and pulled me up. I turned round to see
Phil bent over, leaning on the shop counter. Hugh was fucking his
ass, his cock thrusting in and out in time with a similar scene being
shown on the screen. Simon pushed me forwards and knelt me down under
Phil.

"Suck him off, go on" he told me. I was very pliant. For a first
time I wanted all I could get. The taste of cum was still strong in
my mouth as licked the semi-erect cock in front of me. I couldn't
take my eyes of it swinging as Phil rocked back and forth, the heavy
balls underneath. Using my left hand to steady his cut 8 inches I
began lightly stroking his bollocks with my fingers while I made sure
his helmet was moist. I've pulled myself off many times, but feeling
the firmness of another mans cock is so much better. It's almost the
same, but different enough. The balls feel similar, but different and
the pre-cum tastes subtly unlike mine or Simon's.

Holding on the base of his shaft with my left hand still, letting his
motion doing the wanking, I ran my tongue around the ridge of his
head. He was glistening with my saliva so I decided it was time to
try another blowjob. I closed my lips around his dick and began to
slide it further into my mouth. Having been forced to take all
Simon's length earlier, it was easy to suck right up until my lips
touched my hand. I kept him there was a few second, licking as much
of the hard flesh inside me as I could reach before moving my head
back again. I've heard it can take some people years to learn how to
swallow a cock, I seem to have been lucky.

I could hear Phil groan, sometime with Hugh's trusts, sometime with my
sucks, but it was obvious he was getting close to coming, as was Hugh.
I redoubled my efforts, wanking and sucking faster and faster and I
completely missed than Hugh had stopped. I was fully in the swing,
sucking hard and fast. Pulling with my hand, teasing with my tongue.
Cum on me, cum in me, cum on my face. A hand on my forehead stopped
me. Phil pulled out and both at the same time he and Hugh covered me
in semen. A lot went in my mouth, but much more in my hair or all
over my clothes. I didn't want to waste a drop so I cleaned them both
in turn, making sure to get every last bit. I loved the warm sticky
feeling on my forehead and cheeks, but the taste on my tongue is
better.

It wasn't long before all three of them were hard again and ready to
teach me another lesson. . .